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Waves
(S. Taylor ã 2008) It’s heating
up, no one can deny, no matter what side, no matter what Book one takes as right. Ain’t talking about the weather, though there’s
that too, talking about the friction between them and us and me and you
- Come on…. Come on from there … Trickle down’s been trickling up pack around the table and fight for our crumbs, float a mortgage, light a candle, say a prayer. Water rising, seems it’s boiling to a head, the wheel keeps
spinning we’re breathing hard but the dream still hangs ahead. Come
on…. Come on from there…. [Chorus] Sometimes
the Waves hit in all the wrong places.Sometimes
the wind it blows foul from the top of the hill. When the water rises somehow we’ve just got to escape it. One day the tide is gonna’ wash the top of the hill. Swing your hammer, wait your tables, build your planes. Do
your duty, teach the kids, or clear the drains. Pay your taxes,
uncle’s mind is over filled with thoughts of revolution and carrying out God’s will. Come on…. Come on from there…. [Chorus] Levees, bridges, systems and people in need, hungry, desperate, tired, ravaged, diseased. Waves are rolling, fire’s burning overseas, witch hunts all around us, probing you and me. Come on!!!! Come on from there!!!!! Come on!!!!!!!! Come on from there!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [chorus]
Granite Highs & Muddy Lows - Taylor © 2008
Roll
on over baby it's almost morning. Grab a cup of coffee, I've already packed the truck with everything, that I could think, that
we just might be needing; a space to breath in, a life to believe in, the tent & the dog, & the little money we've been
saving.
We'll drag our toes out in
the sand, We'll bake ourselves for days on end, then we'll climb so high that we
leave the land. Anytime, Anywhere - doesn't
really matter, it's the heart of the matter, the love & the laughter, the fears that your after, let's lift our glasses &
we'll toast our dreams
Here's
to granite highs & muddy lows, ain't that the way the story goes? High in the sky or down below, I'll be with you all the way. I'll be with you all the way.
Look up it's all blue sky's ahead, our feet are wet, but the flame still burns, the tidal wave's turned back to land. Doors may slam, mirrors break, names
not worth repeating, the lies & the leaving, the self deceiving, let's lift our glasses & we'll toast our dreams.
[Chorus]
Drop your heavy thoughts into the well, let's take a walk. Got nothing but time to kill & wide open space for empty thought. Any-time, anywhere, doesn't really matter, it's the heart of the matter, the love &
the laughter the fears that your after & the seeds we plant along the way.
[Chorus]
I'll be with you all the way. I'll
be with you all the way....
Laughingson
(Taylor © 2001)
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The Bottom Line (Taylor ©2007)
Dylan lost his job today Walked on in & they walked him away Said
nothing personal, sorry, have a nice day. While on
the market the stocks are high Dylan's wife hangs
her head to cry She feels the future kicking on the
inside.
Outsource America, But won't you save a piece for me? Got a couple of mouths to feed Got my wife & my family. Outsource
America, But won't you save a piece for me It's all about the bottom line From sea to shining sea.
Mary lost her son today, An
I.E.D. gone and wiped him away Ain't even got
a body over to pray. Juan lost his life today A man with a paper came & took it away, He signed his name & the man said, "Son, you're on your way."
Outsource America, But
won't you save a piece for me? Got a couple of
mouths to feed Got my wife & my family. Outsource America, But won't you save a piece for me ‘Cause
he blessed the land abroad From sea to shining sea, For you and for me.
Donny cashed some stocks today Crumpled ‘em up and he tossed ‘em away Lit up a Cuban, said, "Tomorrow's a better day." 'Cause on the market the barrel's high, & plenty of young folk are willing to try to secure the future for the people on the
inside.
Edward Hayes -Shawn Taylor (2001) Edward Hayes was ready for the change,
to the wind he sailed on the fourtune he'd just made. His working days were over, he had won. No more 5 a.m. cold sunshine, instead he was on the run. Edward Hayes was ready for that change But, that change it never came. Fifteen days, and all Crom's beds were cleared, not an oyster left and that's when old Eddie dissapeared. Cromwell caught wind one sunny day and all of his dogs of war set sail for that golden bay. Edward Hayes was ready for that change but that change it never came. Edward Hayes grew old at sea, he sailed 'till his dying day for that dream he'd never see. Cromwell died there that same dark night,
on the seashore side both had crashed with the comming tide. Edward Hayes was ready for that change, but that change it never came. Yes Edward Hayes was ready for that change, but that change it never came.
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